The Mother’s Prayer

….that you grow big and strong but small, smaller even, so you can stay in my arms forever

that you grow autonomous and also need me always

that you go places but never leave

that you have a long and happy life but also that time stops and there is no future that could disappoint you or take you away from me

That you learn how to feed and bathe yourself and change a tire and defend your values and sharpen your kitchen knives and change a flight, but also none of it so I can always have you, and help you, and smell you

That you get big, that you grow little, that we are both always right here in our living room making sounds at each other, even when it’s the future, and we are Not 🖤

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